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Flawless

Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill

Every hero starts with power. He started with dust. One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white. It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess. Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother. While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part. Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap. A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months. Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability. A dragon? A demon? What am I exactly? ****** White robes. Cold arrogance A sinful revenge. White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan. And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes, giving birth to a morally wrong relation. ________________ Absolutely no NTR, none at all!!! Discord: https://discord.gg/5Bp6Pb9UzN Extra chapters based on response I receive, that's all for now, peace out!!
Jin_moon · 1.1M Views

From Support To Solo Ascending: Return Of The Strongest Support-Class

Rifts tore open across Earth, merging it with a nightmarish realm where demons and monsters poured through, plunging humanity into endless war. And in this new world, only women called "Blessed" awakened divine blessings, superhuman powers capable of fighting back the tide. At the heart of humanity’s resistance stood "Frontline Dawnbreak," the strongest party of SSS-tier Blessed, handpicked by the world’s governments to slay the Eternal Queen, the source of the rifts and the cause of mankind’s suffering. Among these godlike women was our protagonist, Mika. But unlike them, Mika had no blessings. He was a support-class assigned to handle the party’s critical support roles: planning, strategy, logistics, and keeping the team alive in battle. In a world where men were little more than shadows, Mika was seen as powerless. Yet despite his lack of strength, his brilliant mind, unshakable resolve, and flawless tactics earned him their trust and admiration. Over time, that respect grew into something deeper, a bond that tied them all together. Each of them, the strongest of humanity formed feelings for him. And Mika, too, found himself drawn to these women who fought beside him, bled beside him, and trusted him with their lives. Together, they were more than a party. They were family. But all of that changed in an instant. In the final battle against the Eternal Queen, Mika watched in horror as the women he loved, his comrades, his family, were slaughtered one by one. And as the Queen also fell, Mika, broken and consumed with rage, tore her still-beating heart from her corpse and screamed for the power to undo it all. And then it happened. The heart shattered in his hands. And Mika woke up sixteen years in the past. Back in his academy days. Back when he was still branded a powerless support-class. But this time, something was different. Deep within his chest, the Eternal Queen’s heart now pulsed, flooding him with unfathomable power. This time, Mika swore, none of them would die. This time, he would protect the women who loved him. And this time, he would crush the Eternal Queen before her war could ever begin.
AGodAmongMen · 23.5K Views

Beyond the Skin of the World

Sudden reappearance of Mytharok - a world cloaked in mystery and ancient claims - disrupts everything. The so-called guardians of cosmic balance emerge from obscurity, speaking of dangers beyond comprehension and trials resembling the beginning of recorded history. The chartered worlds need to brace themselves for the future. Caught in the current of the events are two reluctant figures. Fengyu, the disillusioned younger brother of a ruler, floats above it all with cultivated indifference. He claims to want nothing - no power, no purpose - but beneath his nonchalance lies a restless question: is his detachment freedom, or merely fear? He finds himself, against his will, 'sent' to the Temple of Mytharok, but really just wants to go home. Mokai, raised to be flawless and invisible, begins to crack under the weight of others’ expectations. Trained to serve, never to desire, he now is faced with choices that require more than perfection - they demand honesty. But everything and everyone around him seems to have their own private hidden agenda. As their world collides with an alien one, they are drawn into the long fogotten history of the First Gates and the mystery of Firme. They must confront the open secrets long ignored, the forces that shaped the very structure of the universe. In that shifting landscape, nothing remains as it was - not the world, not the balance of power, and certainly not who they believed themselves to be. For the greatest collision may not be between worlds - but between who they were, and who they are becoming. And that is only the beginning...
RenStormrider · 3.8K Views

In The Flames Of The Fallen

{Warning: Contains Mature Content} “Those who venture into the flames shall be consumed by its tongue—And they shall be called the Fallen.” One bloody night, Ember AshFall loses everything she never truly had. Born without magic, rejected by her coven and forsaken by her own family, she was always the outcast. But on that night of monstrosity, they were all plunged into the flames to burn to their deaths. And Ember did burn with them... until he pulled her from the fire. Khaos BlueBlood. Immortal. Cold-blooded Original Vampire. Battle-scarred god. He was nothing like the men from her cold, distant world. And when she rises from the ashes like a phoenix, he offers her a choice: stay a powerless witch… or risk everything and become something more. It was never truly a choice. In a deadly twist of fate, Ember assumes the identity of a dead princess—her doppelganger and heiress to the most powerful Human Clan. Thrust into a court of silk and knives, she becomes a pawn of the Queen Consort—a grieving mother who lost her real daughter, and now uses Ember in her place to enact cold-blooded vengeance. Yet amid the games of politics and power, Ember begins to feel something she's never known: twisted, complicated love. And from none other than the very mother who uses her… and perhaps, cherishes her too. Determined to protect her new life, Ember becomes the perfect daughter, the flawless princess. She learns to smile while wielding secrets, flawlessly playing the game of hearts and thrones among a royal family that wouldn’t hesitate to spill blood for power. Then he returns. Eight years later, Khaos BlueBlood is back to collect the price for saving her. A price so steep it unearths ancient truths and threatens everything she’s built. But what begins as a debt owed soon burns into something neither of them can afford—an attraction forged in fire, forbidden by duty, and dangerous enough to ruin them both. Torn between the queen who forged her and the vampire who saved her, Ember must navigate a world of fire and betrayal—where loyalty is born through pain, and love is just another form of control. Especially when the witch powers she never had begin to awaken—and they all lead back to him. One wears a stolen crown. One sharpens a stolen daughter. One hides a dagger behind every smile. And in a world where fire feeds the fallen, only the cruel will survive.
JaneSmitten · 64.5K Views

Devilish secretary

After centuries of ruling the underworld with terrifying power, Lilith dies in an epic battle, only to be reborn in the human world. But instead of a grand rebirth as a queen of darkness, she's reincarnated as something far more mundane—a secretary. Rather than despair, Lilith finds this new life amusing. After all, who would suspect the devil herself to be working a 9-to-5? Settling into her new reality, Lilith embraces her role, living in a luxurious apartment and working diligently in her office. Though her devilish instincts are hard to suppress, she's determined to be the perfect secretary. But when people push her too far, the devil within still comes out to play. When a creep in the office dares to look at her the wrong way, she calmly fixes her gaze on him. "You keep staring like that, and I'll show you what a broken wrist feels like." The man quickly scurries away, leaving Lilith with a satisfied smirk. Even the rich, entitled girl from accounting isn't safe from her wrath. "You think you can push me around just because you've got money? I've burned entire kingdoms for less. Don't test me." She says this with a calm smile, her eyes glinting dangerously. The day continued like that—stopping creeps in their tracks, putting rude heiresses in their place, and being the flawless secretary she intended to be. But, of course, her boss—the CEO—had his eyes on her, more curious than ever. And while the entire office might fear her or wonder about her, she remained blissfully indifferent. This was fun. And she wasn't here to impress anyone but herself. Who knew being a secretary could be so... interesting? Tags: Multiple Personality Disorder (DID), Mystery Romance, Boss and Secretary, Cold Male Lead, Strong Female Lead, Slow Burn Romance, Dangerous CEO, Psychological Drama
dYdairy_002 · 1.1M Views

Reawakening: Primordial Dragon with Limitless Mana

In the dawn of a new world, only six beings remained—witnesses of the cataclysmic war that reshaped existence. They were the Six Primordial Dragons, the architects of reality’s six fundamental forces, entrusted as guardians of this reborn world. But power breeds corruption. One of them—the Dragon of Chaos—succumbed to the madness of bloodlust and betrayal. His unrelenting thirst for conflict fractured the fragile peace, sparking a rift between dragons and humans. Distrust grew into enmity. War returned. And then, the Dragon of Chaos vanished. Among those who rose to resist the dragons was a young man named Hades—a prodigy among Dragon Slayers. Famed for his flawless record and unmatched resolve, Hades had never lost a single comrade on the battlefield. With the promise of becoming the youngest official Hunter, he was a symbol of hope. Until everything crumbled. A mission went horribly wrong. His closest friend perished. The world that once praised him turned its back. His comrades pointed fingers. His fiancée, once his anchor, returned his ring with silent condemnation. Abandoned. Shattered. Branded a failure. Standing at the edge of despair, with the world far below and nothing left to hold on to… He heard a voice: [I think it's about time you wake up.] °°°°°°° A/N:- Istg this was a cliche synopsis, but the novel isn't. Try a few chapters before you decide. Additional tags: Possessive characters, revenge, anti-hero protagonist, serious character development, broken engagement, betrayal, strong to overpowered.
RashCore · 44.8K Views

The Ruthless CEO's Revenge Wife

[WARNING: CONTAINS PHYSICAL ABUSE AND RAPE] ------------------------------------------------------ “What are you doing, Logan?” Jean’s voice was sharp, but her body betrayed her leaning into the warmth of his breath as his lips traced a sinful path down her neck. “You promised me a kiss every day, remember?” Logan murmured, his smirk curling against her skin. “Or should I read the contract to you again?” She should pull away. She knows this is wrong. But resisting Logan Kingsley? That was never in the plan. ------------------------------------------------------ Jean Adams has spent her entire life under the suffocating control of her powerful family, molded into the perfect daughter, the flawless businesswoman, and the untouchable heiress. But when her parents cross the final line, demanding she marry the very man who once shattered her, she refuses to be their pawn any longer. If they want a marriage, she’ll give them one. But on her terms. Logan Kingsley, her sworn enemy. A self-made billionaire with a reputation for winning, Logan has spent years battling Jean in boardrooms and beyond. They have never seen eye to eye, their hatred simmering since childhood. But when Jean offers him a deal, a contract marriage that benefits them both, he doesn’t hesitate. For Logan, marrying Jean is a strategic move. For Jean, it’s her ultimate revenge. Tying herself to Logan is the perfect way to break free from her family’s grip, humiliate them, and destroy the future they tried to force upon her. But as their fake marriage plays out under the public eye, their carefully crafted plan starts to unravel. Old wounds resurface. The line between pretense and reality blurs. And the one thing Jean swore she’d never risk, her heart, may become the biggest casualty of all. In a game of power, betrayal, and unexpected passion, Jean and Logan must decide: Is their marriage just a weapon for revenge, or has it become something far more dangerous?
RiyaSarkar24 · 204.8K Views

Shūdan-teki: The Prodigies of the Forgotten Club

Shūdan-teki: The Prodigies of the Forgotten Club In the heart of Tokyo, where towering skyscrapers meet ancient shrines, lies Shūdan-teki High School—a legendary institution and temple of sports. Every club is an elite arena, and every student a potential champion. Admission is reserved only for the best, through grueling exams and unforgiving physical trials. Except for one. Riccardo Yui Aliberti, a fifteen-year-old Italo-Japanese boy, enters the school with a mysterious recommendation from the principal, bypassing the athletic test entirely. Born and raised in Italy, Riccardo’s life has been shaped by unstable friendships and harsh realities, a stark contrast to the precise, rule-bound world he now faces. Suspicion and hostility greet him immediately. There’s only one way to prove himself: on the field. But Riccardo chooses the unthinkable—he joins the school’s male soccer club, the only team considered a disgrace, led by a coach infamous for his harsh methods. For over ten years, the club has failed to qualify for nationals, a black mark on Shūdan-teki’s otherwise flawless record. Yet Riccardo sees potential where others see failure. With raw talent, fierce determination, and a team of overlooked prodigies, he embarks on a relentless climb to rewrite not only the club’s fate but his own legacy. Amid fierce rivalries, deep friendships, hidden romances, and personal growth, "Shūdan-teki" is a story of struggle, passion, and rebirth—where every match matters and every voice deserves to be heard. Because at Shūdan-teki, every challenge is far more than just a game.
Vito_2403 · 22.3K Views

I can set you just right

The boardroom was a wall of glass and judgment. At exactly 8:59 AM, Arielle pushed through the doors in a sharp navy dress that clung to her like confidence had been stitched into every seam. Her heels echoed across the floor as she approached the long, polished table where half a dozen stone-faced executives sat, murmuring over papers and steaming coffee. Dominic was already seated at the head of the table. He didn't look at her. Not at first. But he felt her enter. Just like gravity feels the moon. She took her spot near the screen, placed the tablet in front of her, and exhaled slowly. "You ready?" Dominic asked quietly, his voice low, unreadable. She turned to him with a sharp smile. "Born ready." He finally met her gaze—and for a second, something flickered behind his eyes. Not approval. Not yet. But something… closer than before. "Gentlemen," Dominic said to the table. "This is Arielle Sinclair. She'll be walking you through the market projections and proposed strategy updates for Q3." One of the older men raised a brow. "Her?" Arielle didn't flinch. "Yes. Me," she said, smiling sweetly. "Try to keep up." There was a pause—half stunned, half amused—and then, silence She launched into her presentation. And she nailed it. Clear. Sharp. Confident. She wasn't just parroting facts; she owned the numbers. Her explanations were quick, her slides precise, and her delivery unapologetically fierce. For the first time, they weren't looking at her legs or her lipstick. They were looking at her mind. And Dominic? He watched every second like a man watching a match ignite in a room full of gas. At one point, their eyes locked—and she saw it. A crack in his armor. Not desire. Not annoyance. But something like… respect. And it made her stomach flip in a way no designer bag ever had. When she concluded with a succinct, "Any questions?" the room was quiet. Then, one of the board members nodded. "Well done, Miss Sinclair. Concise and well-structured." Dominic didn't say a word. But his fingers drummed once against the table. A silent approval. The meeting ended. As the board members filed out, Dominic remained seated, watching her. She turned to him slowly. "Well?" she asked. He stood, approached, and said nothing until he was directly in front of her. "You surprised them." "And you?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes again. "I don't surprise easily." She stepped closer. "You didn't think I could do it." "I knew you could," he said, voice dark and steady. "I just didn't know if you would." She tilted her head. "So what now?" His eyes raked over her—not with lust, but with something more dangerous. Calculating. Hungry. "Now," he said slowly, "I stop holding back." She inhaled sharply. "What does that mean?" "It means if you're staying in this game, you better be ready to lose sometimes." She licked her lips. "I never lose." He smirked—slow, wolfish. "We'll see." And he walked out first. But this time? She followed with her chin high, her stride proud, and fire crackling in her chest. She hadn't just passed the test. She'd lit the room on fire. The hallway was quiet after the boardroom storm, but Arielle's heels still echoed like a victory march. She was glowing. Not just from the adrenaline of her flawless presentation, but from something else—something hotter, deeper. The way Dominic had looked at her afterward wasn't just professional respect. It was a crack in his walls. And she intended to widen it. She pressed the button for the elevator, and just as the doors slid open, a shadow fell over her shoulder. Dominic. Of course. He stepped in beside her without a word, towering, silent, composed. The doors closed. Silence. Tension. Air that thickened with each passing floor. She stood beside him, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Close enough to catch a whiff of his cologne—clean, dark, devasta
Samegurl · 21.2K Views
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